The Blood Thunder Leopard had planned to get a little closer before attacking, as it would be easier to kill with one hit.

But it had to strike early, because as soon as it approached the man's twenty feet, it began to feel extremely uncomfortable.

It's a monster, and it shouldn't have had many complicated feelings. But at that moment, it seemed to want to die on its own initiative.

It felt sad and hopeless, as if it had nothing to love. It's incredible, but it's really felt.

In fact, it may be because it has stayed here for too long, and the leaves within the twenty zhang radius of the mountain have become dull and dull, although they have not dried up.

Unconsciously, he has indeed begun to influence the 'emotions' of everything around him with his emotions.

It wasn't some enchantment or divine power, and it wasn't a sanctuary, so you couldn't see or touch it at all. Even if someone feels it, it won't hurt much.

This kind of power is really not lethal. After all, even a magical beast can come to its senses.

However, in the end, it still had some impact.

After the first unsuccessful attack, the Blood Thunder Leopard quickly changed its position and hid in the shadows. It found that the challenger had thick skin, and it was incredible that he had only bled a little from such an attack, but he seemed to be sluggish.

It knows best how to deal with such an enemy. Fighting with him dragged him so tired that he could only be beaten passively, and after a long time, he would naturally be grinded to death.

It thought so, and planned to do so, but before it could launch a second attack, the target in front of it was gone.

Then, a heavy blow was given to its long, soft back, which was slender and soft compared to its massive body.

Peng! Obviously he didn't have spiritual power, but the moment his fist collided with his back, it still set off a wave of qi nearby.

It was knocked to the ground by the blow and never got back up.

It felt like its back might have been broken, as it could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking, and the pain was driving it crazy.

It roared and roared like thunder, terrifying the birds and beasts within tens of miles of it. It writhed and churned violently, with an astonishing sound that was enough to crush large swaths of the forest.

But that was all, it never got up again, because the figure was pressed against it.

Although he was small for the Blood Thunder Leopard, he weighed as much as a mountain, pressing it all the way down into the deep pit below that was quickly carved out by the claws.

The Blood Thunder Leopard couldn't accept such a fact, it couldn't figure out how the other party found out, let alone how the other party could suddenly appear behind it.

You must know that although it is a thunder-type magical beast, its speed and hidden ability are also the best among the magical beasts of the same level.

The battle was nothing like it had originally anticipated, and the enemy was too strange for it.

But in fact, for Lianshan, that process was actually outrageously simple.

He just wanted to find the enemy, so he naturally saw the other party. He was beaten, so he was going to fight back, it was his instinct.

So the next moment, he naturally appeared there. If someone saw that scene, they might be shocked, because it seemed to be the legendary teleportation.

Forgetting about swordsmanship and martial arts, he just threw a punch downward. He felt that he could not let the enemy rise up, lest it hit him again, so he held it down hard.

Everything seems so absurd and bizarre, yet simple and crude.

Even if a Heaven Realm master comes to fight a sixth-level Demonic Beast, although he can use the enchantment to gain the upper hand, he will not be able to have 'close contact' with the Demonic Beast.

That would be tantamount to giving up the strengths of human beings - the ability to use weapons, the ability to use moves. Hand-to-hand combat with Warcraft, that is completely self-defeating.

Perhaps in the history of cultivation, no sixth-level demonic beast had ever encountered such a thing.

The Blood Thunder Leopard felt as powerless as the weak beasts that had been pounced on by itself, and it couldn't lift its head at all, and it couldn't stand up straight.

In desperation, it could only frantically release its own thunder spiritual power attack upwards.

In an instant, the purple light burst out, and the top seemed to be filled with thunder, and the branches and canopies above were all knocked down, and this 'battlefield' suddenly became a mess.

This method was indeed useful, and many wounds soon appeared on Lianshan's body, and he became more and more painful.

Pong!Pong!Pong!

He didn't plan to give up, as if he was completely enraged by the severe pain, he began to punch and punch the demonic beasts below.

Some fists landed on its back, others on top of its head......

It soon became skinned, fleshy, broken, tendons, and blood, splashed rapidly in the thunder, some of which belonged to that person, and some of which belonged to the demonic beasts below.

The Blood Thunder Leopard was almost smashed to death by him directly with his fist, but it was almost close. It knew that even if it could survive this battle, it might not survive for long.

It was nearly unconscious from his fist, and at that moment, it seemed to finally remember to unleash a divine attack on him.

Sixth-level demonic beasts also have divine sense. Although they are not as skilled in the use of divine consciousness as those of high-level humans, and they do not have those attack skills and deep cognition, in terms of divine consciousness accumulation, they are actually more profound than humans.

Rumble!

Lian Shan's mind seemed to be suddenly bombarded by a huge battering ram, obviously there was no sound, but his ears were almost deaf, obviously there was no obstruction of vision, but his eyes were dark.

He finally fell from the back of this demonic beast, and the instinct to survive finally called out to the consciousness that had been sinking for two months at this moment.

The confusion and cloudiness in his eyes finally faded and were replaced by clarity.

The Blood Thunder Leopard struggled to its feet, it knew that the Divine Sense attack had worked, and it only planned to take this opportunity to kill this terrifying and strange enemy, and then go back to recuperate.

It had never seen such an enemy, not even among the Monsters. That's the way beasts fight, primitive and brutal.

However, it was already too late, and the enemy in front of him had suddenly seemed to have greatly improved in strength.

In the face of a sixth-level demonic beast, even if there is no sword, even the mountain is still enough to win easily.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, an expression he didn't have before, and his right hand swept across a phantom shadow and probed into the throat of the Blood Thunder Leopard with indescribable speed and trajectory.

He finally woke up and finally remembered what had happened during this time.

After a long time, he sat by the fire and ate roast animal meat, and shook his head silently, everything was over.

Yes, it's all in the past.

That purple shadow, I have already looked down on it, and one day I will completely forget it.

From now on, I will no longer be sad for anyone.

There was no thought of revenge on her, no ridiculous thought of making her regret in the future, he had calmed down.

He didn't want to do anything anymore, although he actually had some plans, but now, he just wanted to go back to the Cangluo Continent.

Since the Sword Sect has not pursued and killed him anymore, and the Heavenly Seal has not sensed it, it means that it is safe over there. No one will be an enemy of him anymore, he will find a place where he will never hear from her, and devote himself to cultivation from now on.

One day, if you can reach the Holy Realm Divine Realm, it is naturally best if your swordsmanship can break through the Sword Heart Realm, but even then, you are not so desperately yearning and eager now.

All I want now is peace. It's not just people, it's peace of mind.

He strode out of the forest, and no beast dared to rush out to stand in his way. He had already been treated as one of their kind, and after killing the Blood Thunder Leopard, in their eyes, it was already the king of the forest.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the interest of leading a group of demonic beasts.

He casually identified the direction, and then ran south. Along the way, he occasionally encountered passers-by, but he avoided them all. Occasionally, they pass through the city, but they all go around.

He didn't want to have any contact with anyone anymore, and for him at this time, people were not as 'cute' as Warcraft.

Unconsciously, he entered Lingque Mountain all the way south.

Looking at the familiar mountain forest, he sighed secretly in his heart, and then continued to walk towards the south.

No demonic beast could notice him along the way, perhaps because he didn't want to be discovered, so the fluctuations on his body gradually became difficult to be detected, and even people would automatically ignore it when they saw it.

He deliberately avoided the direction of the camp where the negotiations had been held, and he didn't want to fall into a sad state that touched the scene.

However, at one point, he finally deflected slightly.

It's just the last time you drink the 'poisonous wine' that will make people addicted and painful before parting, and it should be a formal goodbye to the past......

He appeared on the edge of the little lake, which was still sparkling and beautiful.

He and she had been here many times in those days. At that time, it seemed to have become a sacred place for their tryst.

And now, the scenery is still the same, but there is one less person.

Alone, he sat on the edge of the lake and quietly looked at the lake, and once again many images of her appearing inexorably appeared in his mind, and this time he did not deliberately rush to 'drive' her.

He closed his eyes and thought quietly, a look of pain and sweetness on his face from time to time. From time to time, entanglements and remorse will surface.

He even wanted to get back to her, crying bitterly, hugging her legs and begging her to keep him. It doesn't matter what self-esteem and face you have, as long as you can be with her, it doesn't matter if you are a brother or sister, and it doesn't matter if you lie to yourself......

It was dark, but he didn't want to be freed from the memory.

After a long time, his demeanor finally became completely calm, and he gradually realized that even if those experiences brought him unbearable pain, they were still so precious and worth remembering.

After all, the happiness and emotion at that time were the only ones in my life.

Compared with her, she is obsessed with it, and there is no trace of the free and easy indifference that a man should have.

Yes, I don't need to cut anything and forget anything at all.

All of that is also a part of yourself, but it is only a part.

As the sky grew brighter, he slowly stood up, and his whole person seemed to be refreshed and refreshed.

He saw his own reflection in the clear water of the lake, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Unexpectedly, I was depressed and depressed to that point during that time?

Standing in the lake, he began to wash his face and body, and the past seemed to be washed away by the lake along with the dirt.

When you leave, the lake will be clear again. At that time, the lake was still a lake, and the dirt that had sunk to the bottom was nothing, but dust.

There was a splash of water.

He suddenly lay straight down in the water, looked up at the sky and laughed on his back.